i mean, they're actually excellent. extremely powerful to a fault since they're autoflush. i leaned forward a bit to fix the laces on my blue suede loafers, and WHOOOSH my ass became wet thanks to the ice cold tidal water. i felt very vulnerable at that moment.

The large bathroom in my university's main canteen is quite modern. And full of design flaws. Not only, as I've said before, are the stalls designed for ants--they are so fucking small you can't comfortably close the door despite the fact that the room the stalls are in has so much more space to offer--, the sinks are even worse. They're basically a downward-sloped straight surface and the automatic sink blasts out the water at a weird angle so that in literally 85% of valid hand positions, water splashes around like crazy (thusly, since you move your hands when washing them, you're guaranteed to look like you've just pissed yourself). Maybe they've fixed that by now by reducing the flow rate. Either way, I'm not gonna visit that bathroom again.

there's 3 stalls in the men's room on my floor. two of the door swing inwards, and one swings out (again, the consistency of this design is awesome). the outward swinging door always closes itself, so you can never tell if somebody is in there unless you unsuccessfully try to open it, or if you do the feet check upon entering the room. i usually do the latter.

anyways, i was in the outward swinging stall about to exit, and some guy pull up at the urinal, rips a low mumbling fart, and then audibly whispers "ohhhhhhh yeah".

i then exited the stall. he had no idea i was there, but clearly felt "caught" when i walked by.